A Cai's work: The Emperor's Phoenix: The Godly Doctor and the Abandoned Concubine ... Volume 1 Extra 079 Kill the God, if you want to fight, then fight
A group of young boys surrounded the Ninth Prince, but this group of people was strange. They did not rush forward immediately, but stood there and made harsh remarks...
"You're dead, you little bastard!"
"You'd better die obediently, and maybe I can leave you with an intact body."
"How dare you steal my things? Today I'll let you know how to write the word death!"
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Seven or eight groups of people, each standing in a small circle, surrounded the Ninth Prince, but no one dared to take action. It was not because they were stupid enough to think that they could make the Ninth Prince obey them just by saying harsh words, but...
In their eyes, the Ninth Prince was just the little snake. They not only wanted to kill the Ninth Prince, but also wanted to kill all the people who participated in the fight.
Here, only one person can stand in the center, so it would be unwise for anyone to take the first move at this time.
Precisely because of this reason, these people are more and more afraid to move, for fear that if they take action, they will end up benefiting others.
They are wary of each other and want to kill each other, but no one dares to guarantee that they can survive after killing the other!
In this place, every young man and the Ninth Uncle have only one belief, which is to step on the corpses of everyone else and become the last person alive, no matter what the cost!
The siege lasted for two hours without attacking. The Ninth Prince stood there like a rock, waiting for these people to make a move...
Even though these people remained motionless for two hours, the Ninth Prince did not relax for a moment, and even his brows did not move. He always maintained a fighting posture, ready to fight at any time!
In his life, there is no such thing as "accept and die obediently". He understands these four words when they are separated, but he is unmoved by what they mean when they are put together.
If you want to fight, then fight. Who is Dong Lingjiu afraid of?
But these people were afraid to fight. They seemed to be trying to use this method to wear the other side out to death or make the other side dare not fight again.
Don’t mention it, this trick is indeed useful. After all, not everyone has a strong enough mind. Faced with such silent oppression, many people can’t stand it…
One hour passed, two hours passed, and as time went by, the sky gradually darkened. The spirits of these young men who surrounded but did not attack were also greatly hit. When the first person took the lead to leave, many people left one after another soon...
Knowing there is no chance of winning, staying will only mean death, so it is better to leave early.
Many people had this idea, and soon the number of people besieging the Ninth Prince was reduced by half. But the Ninth Prince did not dare to relax, because at this time, the people who stayed behind were definitely terrible opponents. Unless you die, this group of people will never give up!
As time passed, the atmosphere became more and more tense. There were no outsiders in this small forest except these half-grown children. Those who hid in the corners and wanted to take advantage of others returned to their houses one by one.
Those who can survive here are not stupid. They know very well who to provoke and who not to provoke.
It was a dark and windy night. The stars were hidden in the sky, without even a crescent moon. The entire island was shrouded in darkness. It was pitch dark. Even the people on the other side could hardly be seen clearly. But at this moment...
The group of people who besieged the Ninth Prince finally took action!
Thump, thump, thump… The sound of fists hitting flesh, as well as the sounds of biting and falling, rang out in the darkness.
"Go to hell."
"I'll kill you."
"Crack... What kind of meat is this? My teeth are falling out."
"You son of a bitch, you dare to steal my things, you are tired of living."
“You little bastard, you can’t die from snake gall. If I don’t kill you today, you won’t know what this place is.”
This group of teenagers have not received any martial arts training. The moves they know are extremely simple, but very useful. The skills they learned from actual combat are the ability to kill people!
The Ninth Prince was the main target of these people's siege. Being skinny and small, he was no match for this group of people, but he had a huge advantage, which was...
dark!
In this darkness, it was not easy for this group of people to lock on to his position.
The Ninth Prince's strength was not as great as these people's, but he was agile. Besides, this group of people were already in a melee, fighting each other, and the Ninth Prince could actually gain a great advantage by blending in with them.
If a fight between a group of teenagers happened on the streets, it would only result in some bloodshed and broken arms, but here it was a life-and-death struggle...
If the plot to kill the young eunuch that year was the Ninth Prince's first time killing someone, then this time was the first time he killed someone with his own hands!
The feeling is completely different.
If you don’t do it yourself, you will never know the feeling of blood and brains splashing on your body; if you don’t do it yourself, you will never know how much strength it takes to pierce a sharp object into a person’s body...
If you have never done it yourself, you will never know how horrible it is to see a living person turned into a cold corpse!
Boom boom boom…
He didn't know how many times he hit the opponent, he just felt his hands were sore, but he couldn't stop. If he didn't kill the other person, he would be the one to die.
Smash!
Hit him hard until your opponent's head is flattened and his heart is smashed. In short, use all means to knock down the enemy in front of you!
After a whole night of frantic fighting, the Ninth Prince's physical strength was severely overdrawn, but he did not feel tired because his enemies had not fallen yet...
His limbs were so sore that every step he took felt like it weighed a thousand ounces of gold, but the Ninth Prince didn't even frown.
He could endure the pain that gnashed at his bones and tore his heart out. What did this little pain matter? As long as he could kill the last person, he would win!
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone in, shining on the Ninth Prince, magnifying his small figure bit by bit...
His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and there was not a single spot on his body that was healthy. His little finger was hanging limply on his fingertips, his left elbow was bent in an awkward position, and his two legs?
The bones were broken and sticking out, it looked extremely miserable, but...
It was this young man, with wounds all over his body and a hole on his forehead that kept bleeding, who stood up, bathed in the sun with blood all over his body, holding a sharp stone in his hand, and walked towards the last enemy step by step.
"No, don't kill me, don't kill me." The young man lying on the ground was two heads taller than the Ninth Uncle. The wounds on his body were far less terrible than those of the Ninth Uncle, but facing the Ninth Uncle who was like a killing machine, he had no intention of resisting at all.
Too scary, this child is so scary, his body is covered with wounds, but he walked in front of him as if nothing had happened...
Doesn't he feel any pain?
This thought flashed through the young man's mind, and he was unable to think the next second, because the Ninth Prince had come in front of him. His thin body seemed unusually tall at this moment.
The Ninth Prince's face was covered in blood, and his expression could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was that he raised the sharp weapon in his hand, squatted down without hesitation, and then...
Hit the opponent directly in the throat.
Snap...
Blood splashed out, spraying all over the Ninth Prince's face. The Ninth Prince wiped his face expressionlessly, clenched the sharp object in his hand, and then...
Get up again and move forward!
The sunlight had always been tightly wrapped around him, but even the brightest sunlight could not soften the terrifying aura emanating from his body.
The young men in the room stood up one by one. They looked at the Ninth Prince from afar. No one dared to step forward. Some even retreated timidly when the Ninth Prince's eyes swept over them.
That gaze seemed to have substance, and they felt as if they were falling into an icy sea just by being glanced at.
This battle...
The Ninth Prince paid the price of blood, but it also established him at a height that no one can reach here.
From today on, all the teenagers on Medicine Island know that the youngest child on the island should not be messed with.
That child is not a human being, he is a killing god. He dares to kill anyone who stands in front of him, and he can kill them!
However, when others saw that no one dared to mess with the Ninth Prince because of this battle, few people knew how a half-grown child like him could survive with such serious injuries?
With such a serious injury and no doctors or medicine available, not to mention a child, even an adult would have died.
Even if he didn't die from his injuries, it was impossible for the Ninth Prince to go out and die with such serious injuries. The possibility of him becoming a pile of bones was extremely high, but...
It was because death was too close to him that the Ninth Prince's willpower became even stronger. He held on tightly and refused to let himself fall, because he knew very well that if he fell, he would never be able to get up again!
Even though his legs were broken and every step he took felt like he was walking on the edge of a knife, the Ninth Prince still walked to his house step by step, and then...
Jump into the strange-tasting poisonous soup and let it drown you...
If there is no medicine, he will use poison. As long as he doesn't die, he will still be himself!
The moment he jumped, the Ninth Prince fainted. Water kept pouring into his mouth and throat, as if he was drowning. The feeling was very uncomfortable, but the Ninth Prince was powerless to struggle, and did not want to struggle, because he knew that this little water would not drown him...
The Ninth Prince didn't know how long he had been floating in the water. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, his body wrapped in bandages, and all his injured bones were fixed.
"Someone saved me?" The Ninth Prince's dark eyes flashed with a hint of disbelief and vigilance.
The life he had lived for more than half a year had made him realize the cruelty of survival. He didn't believe that anyone would save him, or rather, he didn't think that anyone would save him unconditionally...
Soon, the Ninth Prince's guess was confirmed.
That's right, no one in this place would save him unconditionally. The reason they saved him was entirely because he had value that could be utilized. That battle made others look up to him and think that he was someone who could be won over!
After knowing this, the Ninth Prince calmly accepted the reality without any complaints or dissatisfaction.
It is always better to be worthwhile than to be worthless; being worthwhile at least means that he can continue to live. As for who will use whom in the end?
It depends on who has better skills!